The Sky Goddess

by angeladawn

Him, Him, Him is a stone

 

I, I, I is the water

 

Babbling, rushing, splashing

you can hear me laughing 

 

wherever I run

fast

cold

then deep 

 

and still

 

BUT I want to be a Sky Goddess

Mercurial, Powerful, Final.

 

Instead I gather these Him, Him, Him Stones

all around

 

me 

 

and wear them smooth with my tears

 


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